Campfire Stories

Fear, neural pathways, and facing what lurks in your shadows.

I am going camping this week. We’re heading north over the state line, to a campsite on a trout stream that will babble us to sleep and reflect the majesty of the changing leaves. We’ll be close to home but far enough to feel removed from normal.

In anticipation, I crossed items off to-do lists and packed two of everything. Now my car is loaded with gea…